onverging into one, rapidly shrinking until it became a miniature sword, no bigger than a palm."Kill!"The young man shouted loudly.The miniature sword shot out like a bolt of lightning, piercing throu...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!lushed with health grinned and pushed a fireball.Wang Xuan's black hair fluttered slightly as he watched the fireball flying towards him. A hint of cold amusement appeared at the corner of his mouth."...
Chapter 112: The Musician